Without the local library in my neighborhood, I don’t think I would have grown up to be a writer or a teacher.

Teachers must be celebrated for moving civilization from ignorance to enlightenment, from apathy to responsibility.

I learned to dream through reading, learned to create dreams through writing, and learned to develop dreamers through teaching. I shall always be a dreamer.

Words. I'm surrounding by thousands of words. Maybe millions...Deep within me, words pile up in huge drifts. Mountains of phrases and sentences and connected ideas. Clever expressions. Jokes. Love songs...I have never spoken one single word. I am almost eleven years old.

Thoughts need words. Words need a voice.

Words have always swirled around me like snowflakes-each one delicate and different, each one melting untouched in my hands.

Without the local library in my neighborhood, I don’t think I would have grown up to be a writer or a teacher.